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It was named after his robo that he controlled. It was close to opening and the sun just peaked into the sky. The young Fifteen year old adept boy pulled on a pair of gloves over his hands and placed an open sign in the window. He did it. He finally earned his dream. A Bakery and a Cafe. It was what he wanted. No matter what those 'primitives' did in his past life.

He rarely smiled, though. He was happy and proud of himself. Taking a gander at a picture of his mother, which had his siblings and himself on it, he would pull off his paper boy like cap off from his head and hold it to his chest. Bowing his head a bit, he closed his eyes.

He still had a tinge of anger towards humans or 'primitives' as he referred to them. Placing his cap back on, he watched as his smaller versions of his robots would scurry about. Some would get the tables set up, others would place the chairs down on the floor. So much work, but hey, they made the time and production go faster. Of course, they worked as the waiters of the place. The tiny robots, ever so eager to serve patrons.

His mascot and partner, Galette Krone woke 'himself' up as he had Asroc tie a rather cute orange coloured scarf around his neck and giving him a small, coat to wear. At least 'he' could be presentable.

"There there. Even you need to look your best. We are going to have patrons arriving soon. Be on your best behaviour. Greet them. Be it Prim... Human, non human or whatever. Is that clear?"

The robo responded with a nod. He headed towards the entrance and awaited for anyone to arrive.

Asroc however would rub the side of his face. Teseo was still asleep. At least he could start baking. The small robots would help with the warm and cool drinks. The place would soon give off a very inviting scent of cinnamon, fresh bread and other baked goods.

Outside however, a rather primped Galette Krone would rest himself outside, next to an open sign.

((Hope you don't mind me just jumping in here, but...))

It was already early in the day, and Creatia had started to explore her new urban surroundings. She had just settled temporarily into a quiet townhouse farther away for a extra side mission, and she wasn't amused about any of it so far. The only reason why she took the offer in the first place was the extra money needed for a trip to Japan. She was saving up for herself and one of her close friends that she wanted to take along for the ride, yet the witch may end up going alone anyway.

Then again, in her more casual attire, she looked nothing like a witch at all. First off, she looked more like your typical upper class teenager rather than anything unusual. A white halter sundress was her primary choice for the day, the skirt stuffed with petticoats and paired with separate bell sleeves laced underneath her elbows. A hand-woven sunhat trimmed with a pretty teal ribbon paired alongside matching teal and straw-wedged espadrilles completed the rather prim look... But the blue colored headset placed neatly under her sunhat and over her ears seemed to either throw off the ensemble or compliment it.

The tall female sighed as she crossed the street and continued her stroll down a ritzy looking avenue. The countless shops called for Creatia to take out her wallet and spend all her money to alleviate her woes... But the one thing that managed to draw her attention from the frilly dresses and delicately posh hats placed out on display was a machine settled in front of a new bakery. It looked new from Creatia's point of view, and she marvelled at the large contraption. "Eeeee~..." She squealed as she roamed over to the giant robot. It was large. Orange and black. And --she looked around and took a sniff just to check-- it smelled of no magic whatsoever. "You really are a beauty, ar-aren't you?" Creatia murmured to herself. She wanted to cry tears of joy. Who could've created such a marvel of technological design in her eyes?

...And why was it dressed up in a scarf and coat? It honestly looked kind of funny, but it was a cute kind of funny. "That's silly," she giggled as she continued to look it over. It was a wonder to her, but even more of a wonder was the delicious scent of baked goods coming from the mech behind her. "Ah...~" she cooed as she traipsed around the hunk of metal and paused. More of the mechanical tech was inside, and they all looked like the one she had just finished gawking at. Creatia had finally found her heaven, and it was in the shape of this bakery... But was it open? She forgot to look at the sign. Only one way to find out.

Finding the door unlocked, she made her way inside. The whirring of mechanical parts sent her mind racing. Really, who made these cute little creations? But more importantly, is there anyone here to work the counter? "Uh, hello?" She stammered as she toed her way inside just a little bit more, "Is... Is anyone, uhm, H-here?" Please let there be an answer... She hoped to Gaia and any other deity that would listen to her pleas that she wasn't too early in the day to arrive at the quaint little store.

(Bringing this upsies. Will reply.)

A rather short, demonic looking woman would enter the shop, her short, crimson hair neatly combed. From her back extended a set of crimson, tattered bat wings, and a long furry brown tail. Her eyes were solid black, save for the red glow of her pupils, and her skin was pale. The woman wore a navy blue dress, red gloves, and black and red boots. She had a slim, yet athletic build, and her expression betrayed many long eons of wisdom. This woman was the Death Goddess Cynder Shadows.

Following her was a tall young man with long, snow white hair. Which he had tied loosely at the nape of his neck. His eyes were solid red, and glowing. He bore white bat wings with a golden furry tail. He was dressed in a blue tank-top with a black leather jacket, black jeans, leather boots, and black fingerless gloves. He too was pale, and below his right eye was a small birthmark of a crescent moon over a four point star. This was the God of Retribution, Lupus Shadows, son of Cynder.

Now the pair had stumbled upon the shop while on one of their many expeditions to explore their universe, and those beyond. They had been drawn by the sweet smell of baked goods, and decided they would stop for a snack. Of course these gods wouldn't consider themselves to proud to eat at a small bakery, in fact, they loved to do this sort of thing.

{More Folk yay!

Asorc's smaller robot would toddle over to the guests that arrived. His short size looked up at the two guests as he waved his tiny metal hands.

"Kuukkuukkuuu Bonjour~" he would greet in a soft, squeaky voice. "Please take a seat!"

{OOC: Anyway Bumped this up! Have fun.}

{Up we go

He walked inside the cafe, feeling hungry. He sat down and looked at the menu. "So many good food... Don't know what to start with."

"Guess I will help Asroc with this." The icy adept softly said to himself. He would brush off his coat and watch as Asroc's robots would help everyone seat themselves. The young China man glanced over at another person coming in. He said no word as he dipped behind the curtains, taking a tray of sweets from one of the robots.

"Asroc really out does himself. One of the few things besides my sister that brings a smile to my face is fresh baked goods made from the heart."